Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

After the meeting was over nine o'clock in the evening.

When Mo Shangjun came to the training ground with his notes, he found that the training was nearing its end.

People who are used to these trainings can already complete all trainings around nine o'clock, and only those with physical fitness deviations will end the training after nine o'clock.

Unexpectedly, Mo Shangyun did not see Tang Shi among the remaining people, only to see Liang Zhiqiong stepping on his tail to run the last voyage.

"Sister Mo!"

The well-rested Mu Cheng, waved his hand toward Mo Shangyun very happily.

"I heard you were with us?"

Mucheng refers to Devil Week.

Mo Shangyun nodded calmly, "Well."

They are coming to the Devil's Week in Mucheng, so from the beginning, they will know the existence of this training, and will generally understand the various processes.

"Would you like to team up with us?" Mu Cheng grinned, "Mr. Ji allows us to form a team freely. We can organize as many teams as we want. If there is no team at the end, we can only make up."

After a slight pause, Mo Shangyun glanced at him quite meaningfully.

Free team?

Ji Zhou, as a close associate of Yan Tianxing, cannot fail to know the specific arrangements.

"What's wrong?" Mucheng asked strangely, blinking.

Mo Shangyun tickled his finger at him.

Mucheng approached curiously.

"A lot of you guys are actively forming teams?" Mo Shangjun elbowed on his shoulder and asked slowly.

"That's not there," Mu Cheng said, then lowered his eyebrows, and said, "Speaking of this, Mr. Ji notified me in the afternoon, but until now a team has been formed, and their enthusiasm seems not high."

"Group of people?"

"Four people."

Mo Shangyun patted him on the shoulder with pity.

Meanwhile, admire Ji Zhou's skill of digging pits anytime and anywhere. ——This pit father, is it possible to use the skill training cost of the pit father?

Realizing that Mo Shangyun's expression was not right, Mu Cheng couldn't help but ask, "Is there any problem?"

"What about Tang poetry?"

Mo Shangyun didn't answer rhetorical questions and easily changed the subject.

"Over there," Mu Cheng pointed in a certain direction, and then said, "It seems that there is something to ask Mr. Ji."

Looking in the direction of Mu Chengzhi, Mo Shangjun really saw Ji Zhou and Tang Shi.

They stood under a tree, in a remote place where the camp lights could not shine, and their figures were a little blurred.

Ji Zhou and Tang Shi stood on the ground, with a very obvious difference in height. Tang Shi needed to raise his head to talk to Ji Zhou, but Ji Zhou also bowed his head intimately, so Tang Shi didn't have to keep looking up.

It seems that Tang Shi is talking and occasionally making a few gestures. Her expression is very serious, but her small movements are very cute.

Ji Zhou listened patiently and would say a few words from time to time, which should be pointing.

Sometimes there will be physical contact, which should be teaching the standard movements of Tang poetry.

Tang Shi will be shy when contacted, but more is to listen carefully to Ji Zhou's teaching.

"Mr. Ji is so patient?" Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows.

"That's not true," Mu Cheng was a natural look. "Although Mr. Ji is sometimes ugly, but most of the time it is reliable, but it is estimated that it is not the girl in his team, the attitude is more than that of us. Much more moderate."

Ink squinting, then asked: "Your women's team, nobody is going to find Mr. Ji?"

"How could I find him? Our male and female soldiers are selected together... They are all pitted by him, and they feel dazed when they see it, and they are already very determined if they don't run."

When it comes to this, Mucheng has great resentment.

"Oh?"

Mo Shangjun hooked his lips with interest.

Seeing that Mu Cheng did not care about Tang Poetry and Ji Zhou's actions, Mo Shangyun estimated that it was not unusual for Mu Cheng.

After a pause, Mo Shangyun asked another question: "Did Mr. Ji have an object?"

"This one……"

Mu Cheng's face changed a little, and his relaxed and casual expression gradually spread out, becoming slightly dignified.

Realizing what is hidden behind this problem, Mo Shangyun just wanted to stop, and then listened to Mu Cheng said: "Before, there were also troops, but when I went to peacekeeping three years ago, I encountered some accidents..."

Speaking of this, Mu Cheng's tone is a little heavy, "This, it's not easy to say, it's not a unit, I just went there the year before, I heard it all."

It is said that the girl and Ji Zhou are sweethearts.

But when the girl died, Ji Zhou had just passed the special forces assessment, and even the funeral didn't have time to attend.

Mucheng passed only two years later. I don’t know the specific situation. Someone mentioned a few words when he inquired about Ji Zhou’s object. Most insiders did not mention the matter, but told them not to follow Ji Zhou. Premise and these.

"Oh."

Mo Shangjun responded faintly.

His eyes stayed on Tang Shi for a moment, and when Ji Zhou noticed that he was looking towards this side, Mo Shangyun inadvertently moved his eyes away.

*

The next day, in the morning.

As soon as the sky was bright, Mo Shangyun sat in Yan Tianxing's office drinking tea.

"You are," Mo Shangyun took a sip of tea while leaning on the chair, and then raised an eyebrow at Yan Tianxing, who was sitting on the opposite side of the document, "Are you looking for a chat, or looking for a miscellaneous person?"

Half an hour ago, she had planned to go to the morning exercise, but before she got into the crowd, she was pulled into his office by Yan Tianxing who had nowhere to come.

Give her a chair, as well as teacups and tea leaves, and let her make tea beside.

At this time, she was full of tea.

Yan Tianxing lifted his eyelids and looked at her with a smile, "If you want to do something else, you will."

Mo Shangyun lifted Erlang's legs, gently shaking the hand holding the tea cup, and then slowly said: "Don't you think that my mind is more attractive?"

Stopping the movements in his hand, Yan Tianxing carefully looked at her and seriously said: "I prefer your face to your mind."

After a slight pause, Mo Shangyun looked at him contemptuously, "Can you be more superficial?"

"can."

Yan Tianxing accepted the conversation frankly.

Mo Shangyun: "..."

Damn, she must have been confused by Yan Tianxing's external image, so it was irrefutable for a while.

Holding the mouse with his finger and moving, Yan Tian Xing Chao Mo Shangyun smiled and said: "Squat errand, help me take the printed file."

Glancing at him, Mo Shangjun put the teacup down and then stood up.

"What about my tea?" Yan Tianxing raised an eyebrow.

"Well."

Mo Shangyun picked up his teacup and handed it to him.

Not disgusted, Yan Tianxing took the tea cup, sipped out the tea she had drunk, and then returned the cup to Mo Jun.

"It's too thick."

In the end, he still owed a comment.

Mo Shangyun put down the tea cup angrily, and then turned to the working printer.

She took a few of them, looked at them in her hand, and then rejoiced. She smiled and said to Yan Tianxing: "Yan Ye, will you become an old man sitting in the office all day long?"

The papers in her hands are all reports.

Yan Tianxing raised her eyelids to look at her and corrected, "That's a handsome old man."

"If you are like my dad..."

Mo Shangyun's words paused, then withdrew the following words and shrugged at him.

She certainly didn't want Yan Tianxing to be like her dad.

Busy, shrewd, sophisticated, and have no time to spend with family.

Mo Cang will try to compensate Cen Zhuo, but people's energy is limited. After everything is given to Cen Zhuo, the children seem to have been adopted.

However, she and Yan Tianxing are only in a relationship, and have no right to intervene in Yan Tianxing's life. Even if the relationship has a legal effect, she thinks she will not do anything to interfere.

After all, she doesn't like others to intervene in her life.

So don't even think about it.

It's an unknown if it's so long in a lifetime.

She turned to get the remaining printed materials.

Yan Tianxing's eyes fell on her, watching her lowering her head and sorting out the data, her movements were random, but she would not be rash, tossed, and placed in a pile, and then clamped and separated with a clip. The seemingly casual movement was very Organized.

Just like her.

Live a mess, but always have a clear goal.

He paused and wanted to say something.

Of course, the movement of a car driving outside attracted Mo Shangjun and his attention.

Mo Shangyun glanced outside, then walked to the office door.

She leaned against the door and glanced outside.

It was just dawning.

A jeep drove into the camp. Without driving lights, the car was caged in dim light.

After stopping on the open ground, the door of the co-pilot position was pushed open, and a figure jumped from above.

Mo Shangyun glanced at him twice to recognize who the other person was, and then withdraw his gaze indifferently, and said to Yan Tianxing boringly: "Chen Shuhao is back."

Yan Tianxing didn't move his brow.

As if he were not interested in Chen Shuhao.